Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Cry

Yeah,
Need y'all to feel me, yo,
my pain,
Said soft can't last hard times, yo,
Believe shit,
Yea, (yeah) ay (ay),
niggas don't cry,
Look,
Yo-
Was just a youngin' that fresh fade,
Bird chest, skinny,
That hoop had me tryna be the next Penny,
Fresh on my feet,
Momma for everything I'm wearing,
At the fair staring at girls, not a in the world.
Aw. nigga, but shit done since "Mayne" was my nickname,
A nigga chasing things, tryna kick game,
Now I'm a man about my fam.
Let me explain,
It's like my pockets stay broke, and if not them sprained.
And so I rap for my trapped in the struggle,
Feeling like the world's on back so you stumble,
And it like a quarterback get sacked, and then you fumble.
don't call a nigga back, so it's back to the hustle.
Niggas praying for moms,
At the time they moms pray for them.
Ask the Lord to stay with them, guide on they way,
But damn a nigga been a fate.
It on the usual,
The only time you me up at church is a funeral.
(Damn)

Sometimes turn to rain my nigga,
The same you love will bring you pain, my nigga,
I know if I'll see tomorrow,
I cry (no), I can't cry.
And in this life getting hard my nigga,
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga,
I won't stop- try the day I die,
And I won't cry (no), I cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Listen, yo)

I sit back and watch the news now and then,
Either get depressed or mad from the world just crash,
the weathers bad.
It be the shit, got my brain twisted,
Like, "Damn it's '06 and still up on that gang shit? "
Yesterday kid got his whole frame split,
seventeen, he was finna to graduate.
And like, three some stupid niggas got him for his chain,
But he fought back, blasted him and left him on the pavement. (uh)
And now they me this little girl just got raped,
Some dude her and she was standing at the bus stop,
Wait, man she eleven!

What the fuck is up with this
Got these niggas fucking with girls?
the cops harassing us,
Every week be blasting us, on or so they claim.
sympathizing like they truly know the pain, (right)
They killed her son,
Make her wanna blow her out,
Change the channel nigga, I can't this.

Sometimes sunshine turn to my nigga,
The same ones you love will you pain, my nigga,
I don't if I'll see tomorrow,
I won't cry (no), I cry.
And in this life times getting my nigga, (yea)
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga, (yea, uh)
I stop- try 'til the day I die,
And I cry (no), I can't cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Look, yo)

Take a ride the city man,
And me what you witness,
Poverty, richness, cops and misfits,
Violence, hatred, devastation,